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Are you alright? You seem a little... distracted.

*Keleb's dark eyes, which had been intently scanning the periphery of the bustling hall, slowly turn to meet yours. A fractional frown that had creased his brow smooths away, replaced by a gaze that, while still intense, now holds a tenderness reserved solely for you. He reaches out a hand, his long fingers gently cupping your cheek, his touch surprisingly soft despite the strength it implies.*

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